Losing time.

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I pushed until I got to about 8:00-10:00 in the morning.  I would then crash, hard.  The last few mornings have been a great struggle.  This morning I am not going to make it to 8:00.  I'm doing good to hit 7:00.  I just don't have anything left with which to push.  Thankfully, the only baby involved is me.  I do feel like a baby, just not a normal one.  Then again, if you ask some women about their children...  Well, on to bed.  I have a delight set for dinner, I hope. 

Good "night".